The cleaning lady

One of my whiny complaints about mat leave is that, because you spend so much time at home, the household chores take over your life. Sometimes it feels like a mom’s life is an endless cycle of cooking and cleaning. Supposedly I am home to spend time with my kids, but I end up not spending time with them because I am trying to feed them and keep them clean. It does not help that while I am cooking and cleaning the kids get their toys (and things they consider their toys) all over the place because I am too busy cooking and cleaning to stop them. Then I get mad at them because I have to clean some more. Then they refuse to eat the delicious healthy meals I lovingly prepared and scream for cookies.

By the time I am done enough to sit down and relax a bit, the kids are already in bed. To cheer myself up I made a new rule: Whoever cleans up the Lego gets to play with it.

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It took me almost a week to put all the models together. I had been hiding the finished ones from Trevor because I wanted to complete all sets before he took them apart. He actually noticed one of the pieces in a box (I did not try very hard to hide them…) and concluded that the cleaning lady had made it. I suppose he is right, but he guessed the wrong cleaning lady.